Everyone didn't understand why George was asking this.
Even Gu Xinzhou herself was bewildered, cradled in Song Zhen's arms, gazing into George's eyes.
Over the past few years, the tacit understanding she had with McDull made her feel that there was a heart-to-heart bond between mother and child, that one look, one gesture was all it took to understand what the other was thinking.
But facing George, no matter how she looked, she couldn't understand.
She felt very guilty, very pained.
George then said, "May I see the marriage certificate?"
Everyone: "..."
Gu Xinzhou hurriedly explained, "George, Uncle Song Zhen and I haven't yet..."
Song Zhen stopped her in time.
She looked at Song Zhen in surprise, but Song Zhen was gazing steadily at George, his deep eyes as unreadable as George's, and his tone was unnaturally gentle, "The marriage certificate is kept elsewhere, but uncle will have someone fetch it and show it to you tomorrow, is that okay?"
George lowered his head and continued playing.
Just when everyone thought that this little interlude was over, George suddenly said, "Don't forget."
Song Zhen chuckled, "I won't."
He sent a look to Shen Shiqing and Dr. Li and added, "Uncle and Aunt Zhouzhou will go and search for it, you stay here and let the two doctors keep you company, we will be back soon."
"Mhm," George accepted the time without Song Zhen's company for once, "Be quick."
Song Zhen took Gu Xinzhou's hand and they left the room.
Gu Xinzhou was frantic and looked at Song Zhen with confusion, "Why did you say we were already married? What do we do now? The child wants to see the marriage certificate, where are we going to conjure one up for him?"
She complained and then suddenly thought of something, "There's, you know, those small websites that make fake certificates, shall we buy one?"
Song Zhen's brows furrowed.
What on earth was this little woman babbling about?
He was standing here in person, the man willing and the lady eager, they had even had two children together, wouldn't getting a marriage certificate be just a matter of speaking?
"It's four in the afternoon now, the civil affairs bureau should be open for another hour and a half. If we go now, make it quick, we can show the child a real marriage certificate!"
Song Zhen held out his watch in front of Gu Xinzhou, suggesting kindly.
As soon as Gu Xinzhou heard this, her face turned beet red, "What are you joking about!"
Song Zhen helplessly said, "But, just now, I spoke without thinking and said the wrong thing. If we can't produce a marriage certificate tomorrow, what will we do then?"
He looked troubled, eyed her carefully for a while, sighed, walked over to the sofa, sat down with his hand supporting his forehead, "Ah, it's all my fault, speaking without using my brain. George is such a young kid, the most innocent there is. He can't bear being deceived by adults. If we can't produce it tomorrow, I'm afraid my image in his heart will be... And right now, he trusts only me!"
He complained, blaming himself, and kept sneaking glances at Gu Xinzhou.
Gu Xinzhou precisely caught his gaze and instantly had an epiphany, "Song Zhen, you did this on purpose!"
She was livid!
Shouldn't this be the time to help the child recover health?
Yet he was using the child to secure his own benefits, thinking of getting a certificate to marry her and take her home?
Seeing that she had caught on, Song Zhen wasn't flustered.
He leaned back comfortably in the sofa, looking at her frankly, "Zhouzhou, if we delay any longer, the civil affairs bureau will close."
He looked back at George's room door and sighed lightly, "You see, George admires me so much, don't you think he'll come to accept you and admire you too, once he finds out you're my wife?"